Second Chance

Chapter 10

E M I L Y ' S POV

"Are you hungry?" I hear Norman ask as I walk out of the bathroom.

I shrug my shoulders and lay down on the bed, pulling the covers up to my shoulders. Today I was really missing my family. I already cried the whole time I showered this morning.

"You ok?" Norman asks and I feel the bed sink when he sits next to me.

Really? Did he really ask if I'm ok?

No I'm not 'ok' I was kidnapped and I haven't seen my family or friends in a week. Would he really think I'm ok?

"No I'm not ok! What part of any of this is ok?!" I yell suddenly causing him to jump.

"Sorry for caring" Norman mutters and stands up, walking to the door.

"If you cared you would let me leave" I say more calmly and sit up.

Norman turns to look at me and I can see the stress and pain in his eyes.

"I have a brother I'm really close with too Norman... He probably feels the same way you do" I whisper knowing at least one of his weaknesses.

"Emily don't" he whispers, rubbing his face.

"I just want to go home Norman" I say and feel tears forming in my eyes again.

"He'll kill you" Norman sighs and sits on the edge of the bed, looking back at me.

"You could protect me?" I suggest, moving so I was sitting beside him.

Norman shakes his head. "Are you hungry?" He asks, changed the subject. I knew I could break him, it's just a matter of time. I decide to test him.

I slam my eyes shut and place my hands over them and start fake crying. I'm pretty good at that, my daddy is a sucker when I do it.

"No.. No no don't cry" Norman panics, obviously not good or used to comforting people.

"I just... I want to see my family! I want to see my mom! My dad! My brother!" I cry, my shoulders shaking.

I feel Norman place his hands on my shoulders and awkwardly rub them. "Em.. Please stop" he begs.

I lower on of my hands and peek at him, his blue eyes filled with concern and worry. "I don't want to be here" I mutter.

Norman groans and lays his head on the edge of my knees, his arms still on my shoulders. "Emily please don't.. I wanna get you out but we'd both be good as dead" he says. "Please understand that! Please" he adds looking back up at me. His face showed stress. Lots of stress and I then felt bad for egging him on.. It was clear he was being sincere. If he could get me out he would.

"I'm sorry Norman.. I just miss my family" I apologize, wiping my sorta fake tears away.

"I'm so sorry" Norman apologizes and sits back on the bed next to me, pulling me into his side.

My head was curled against his chest, on arms rested in front of me and the other wrapped around his side. I could hear his heartbeat which, for some reason calmed me.

One of his arms were around my waist and the other at the bottom of my shoulders, holding me tightly to him.

I hate to admit it, but I never wanted to leave this spot. It's like every stressful or scared thought left my mind as he held me. I left out a sigh of relief before I even knew it, with my head over Normans heart I could've sworn it sped up a tad.

Norman rested his head on top of mine, squeezing me tighter to him. "I wish I could do something to make you happy" Norman murmured into my hair.

I sighed and tilted my head up, so I was able to look at his face while I talked to him. "I know" I smiled.

I tried to ignore the fact that his lips were so close, but so far away.

I ended up catching myself staring at his lips and blushed, hoping he wouldn't notice. But when I looked back into his eyes I noticed he was thinking the same thing. He too, was looking between my lips and my eyes. Both of us blushing when we were caught.

"Sorry I just-" I start to stutter, looking away but was cut off my Norman pressing his surprisingly soft lips onto mine.

My eyes widen in shock before I come to my senses and close them, kissing back with equal force.

Our lips moved together in sync perfectly. As if the were made for each other like puzzle pieces.

Norman was the one to pull away, unfortunately. But we both needed air. Stupid lungs and their need for oxygen.

He rested his forehead against mine as we both were panting, trying to catch our breaths.

"Was that ok?" Norman asks, pulling his head away from me.

I chuckle slightly at his cute awkwardness. I nod 'yes' "it was good Norman"

Norman breathes out a sigh of relief. "I uh... I haven't done that in .. A long time I was just worried ... Ya know?" He stutters, his face still bright red.

I lean forward and peck his swollen lips smiling. "Its ok"

I have no idea if this is a good idea... Kissing my kidnapper.. It'll probably only lead to me getting my heart broken.. That's the only possible ending right? He'll get arrested and I'll be left all alone. I started to doubt this whole kissing things but when Norman grabbed my hand and placed a small kiss on my knuckle, I knew I didn't care.